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Thursday, 22. July 2004
Tea Time
Kate
22:11h
thurs 3:30 pm Having an afternoon peppermint tea, trying to make myself relax because, even though I am often sitting still in front of this computer, there are always a thousand things racing through my mind. I’ve got this or that person to contact for work, I’m behind here, have to go there, blah blah blah. I have been making phone calls and sending emails about rental properties in and near Kelowna. There is an apartment very close to Mom and Dad’s place, which I’ve asked them to have a look at for me. So I’m thinking about that, imagining what living there might be like, what I’d have to buy for furniture and dishes, wondering whether I should hold out for something with a yard or in the country, or focus on being so handy to Mom and Dad’s right now, blah blah blah. I stepped outside with my first cup of tea and was surprised to find that although it is mostly sunny, the air is cool, there’s a wind, and darn it, the mosquitoes are still after my tasty be-shorted blood. It’s a good day to take a long, long walk, and I thought of coming in for warmer clothes and taking off that four-mile hike I’ve been considering, but decided I haven’t gotten enough work done so I shouldn’t. It would be great for my health and sanity, but not my financial welfare. I’m still tempted though. Money be damned. I’ve got no kids for another week, the weather is perfect, this is the time to go!
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